The Seattle Star Newspaper, February 24, 1920, Page 7

(Copyright, fe {Continued From Our Last Issue)) enwick fairly fluig him into thefand risked getting pooped, He got) Es ‘Hello, Mr. Fenwick. I wae going | launch it, a little ayiixbt, that first | be down to your vessel to tell you about Dead, you say? Tell me how./nlaht. Tho had « life-buoy t it. Landed in Raltimore yesterday |The skipper and his wife? but the water was awtul cold, Mr & and heard you were here, Old coal I came to tell you,” said Peter| Fenwick. I tried to help, but the of wagon still afloat and you in ocom-| Strawn A French bark carried| chill went to her heart and stopped) bi mand of herf* me to Havre. 1 worked my way (it She didn’t suffer, The old man es “Peter Strawn! The second mate home in a steamer. nd a cable?) Went with her s that went off in the launch when! I had no ey to spend on cables.""| “Hut why didn't you freeze to . we took to the yawl,” cried Fenwick The launch was swamped? And /|death, Peter bi “But you were drowned long ago, you survived? How did you man I near did, It wan almost day i with the rest of them.” age it?” Implored Fenwick light, I tell you. ‘Then I wae pieked ma “No, 1 wasn’t,” replied Peter) “Cap'n Dodge was too anxious to/ Up. Hung on to an oar, A man can] Strawn. “The rest of ‘em? All dead) get the woman ashore, Instead of /always hang on a bit longer, 1) Pat me.” ridin’ it FREDERICK al & NELSON A Picture wedi eooker. out to a dr The Call of the Offshore Wind By Ralph D. Paine 18, by Ralph D. FIFTH AVENUE AND PINE STREET DOWNSTAIRS STORE| Demonstration of the 1900 Cataract Electric Washer —Showing what it accomplishes with its exclusive “figure 8” movement of the water through the clothes More of the accomplishments Goods Section— of this unique Washer may be !earned by seeing the machine itself in operation, in the Electrical THE DOWNSTAIRS STORE. Patne) he drove on — SEATTLE batch an eenaieat 24, 1920. fetched along something for you, Mr nwick, Its @ yp out of the rs log because I was y tougher, 1 put it in a waterproof hbox, all folded up.” Fenwick smoothed the rumpled paper. It Was the official record of the last act of Captain Wm. Dodge as a chipmaster Mriefly he had set schooner | “We found her, . five days later, She followed » the south ‘ard. This message belongs to the managing owner, [| suppose, but I shall wait and give it to him myself. It is evidence to prove what he pre | tended to doubt. I lacked the formal proof that the Elisabeth was aband ‘The old man gave it] unger and} down the facts and circumstances of | leaving the Elizabeth Wetherell, as} |J {suming al! responsibility, stating fi that the officers and crew had not) |f| faued in their duty * | Fenwick stared at the message if }and became lost in thought Peter Strawn broke into his rev erie t y Who found the Helps to Keep. Seattle Dry Former Potato King 7 Prohibition Mil Checks the Flow of Alcohol tant oned, 4 derelict when we found her } And it gave him a loophole, a chance | to bluff and bully and delay | “Did he? The sonofagun! And| you couldn't make him loosen up?" | “Not yet. But what about your self? Will you go with me as first mate? ‘The mate I have is none too! || anxious to make the trip. What do IH} you say? | | “Glad to take the berth, thank you if you think I'm good enough. When do you sail?’ The Elizabeth Wetherell satled on | the afternoon tide, ‘The last mail of the day brought Captain Joe Dabney @ long letter from Terry, Cochran in | Spring H which was read by le Belle at supper. It wae sense | tional, | credit that Captain Joe jubllantly ex claimed: “Who sald the young rascal was) too Mighty to manage any business ashore? Sure as you're bo'n, that boy is liable to whip-saw Amos Run- | lett.” | “Would you treat Terry politely. dad, instead of shooting him, if he | should request the hand of your only | | chia? | | “Quit yo’ foolin’, Ivy Belle Dab} jney.” admonished Captain Joe.| |“Now, you behave and listen to! |something more impo'tant than your | frivolous affections. Terry can let the mate bring the Undaunted home and I'll send him word to meet me In New York next week. Do you reckon I'm going to waste that boy | in & tow-boat? If Amow Runiett be | gine buying pieces of Wetherell vee eels, I aim to beat him to it.” Ignorant of all this plot and coun. | terplot, which his own affaires had set in motion, Captain Dudley Fen | wick had made bis offing, but there was trouble brewing beneath the surface. It was ridiculous, in a way, a | grotesquely distorted idea of justice and retribution, almed not against the master of the ship, but designed to harm the man in Portland who| was believed to own her. Impuisive and simple children of | the sea, these sailors had come unm der the away of one of their num ber, Gua, the black disturber, #0 careless with a knife, If Peter Strawn had rejoined the | ship as second mate, instead of first, he might have sooner discovered that some deviltry was afoot. He had worked shoulder to shoulder with some of these men thru several voyages and very little excaped him, Promotion had now set him more apart. | Alfred, the cook, was the man who should have been first to warn the afterguard. The men often loafed outside the galley door, He held them in good-natured contempt, however, and paid no attention to stray bits of talk, which were |weightily significant. In fact, his own weakness for conversation was helping to bring the mischief to a |head. To set him going, Archie or Sidney had only to inquire: “Cap'n Fenwick don't own no piece |in this yere vesnel, do he, Alfred?” | “Nary @ rope or a plank in her,” was the unhesitating reply. “This yere Amos Kunlett pusson owns her hiaseif?”’ “It's commonly reported ashore,” hbabbled the cook, “that he has more money in the Elizabeth than in the other Wetherell vessels. © That's | what stuck in my crop when he be |haved so ungrateful about us @ak | vagin’ her for him like we did." “Huh! Set that ol’ he-pirate back some, Alfred, if he done lose her Make him sorry he act like he did an’ cheated us men out o' our big money.” CHAPTER VIIT | The Amazing Mutiny ROUBLE broke out suddenly one afternoon when the negro Gus | refused to obey an order of the first mate. It was really an Inglorious affair \jarring all preconceived notions of | mutiny at sea, Now and then, how ever, fiction being stranger than truth, the mob firmly declined to be quelled ‘The wildly entangled conflict ed. died along the deck, His shirt torn loft and one eye closed, Fenwick dia all that one man eould in the way of damaging his opponents, while Peter Strawn should have been grati | fied with his own private casualty list They were within a few feet of the forward entrance to the cabin when one of the men extricated him self and pulled the door open, fast ening It back with a hook. Fenwick was too busy to perceive this strate gem and, with a yell, he was plucked loose from the saflor whom he was learnestly trying to throttle and hurled headlong into the vestibule On top of him came Peter Strawn as if shot out of a gun. he stout |storm-door was slammed above them and held until it could be secured with nails. ‘There came the sound of a muffled F Saump beyond the transverse wal SUTIN a RAR es a and so redounded to Terry's | dohn b. Sullivan The former spud king of Mon-| The Spud King of Montana’ they tana is now chief alcohol inspector called him. But spuds, spuds, spuds} for King county. John F, Sulltvan,|—oceans and miles and bushels and! former pharmacist and champlon|cars and bins of them—finally: dis potato dealer of Montana a few) usted Sullivan. So he came to Se years back, and now inspector of|attle. druggists” alcohol permits for Prow| Here he was employed by the ecuting Attorney Fred C. Brown.) Ow! Drug Co. for some time. Then claims the high honor of viewing| Prosecutor Brown called for a drug | more booze in the embryo than any | license inapector, Sullivan got the other liquor ambusher in Seattle, job | There i# enough alcohol coming| “Due to Saltivan the alcohol com. | into Seattle every year to pickle|ing tnto Seattle for pharmaceutical | Seattle, and Bullivan seen it Juse has been cut to the minimum,” That is his job. And it is due to says I Stores formerly get-| his vigilant detective ability that the|ting 60 gallons in six months are} drugstore wink is fast going out of now only getting five. And some-| fashion how or other they manage to strug-| Back in the days when probibition | ile along, When we cut thém they} rown was a theory Sullivan operated a| yetped like everything but they have! pharmacy business. He had gone|finally become reconciled to thelr to school and learned the art of|fate. During the next yéar we hope| mixing in druggist fashion, Fle had|to cut down the influx of alcohol entablished a business of his own. | further. | But then bis health failed, Sulll-| “This may be sad news to some! van went to Montana, where he built/ who are still doing @ thriving busi-| up a potato busin ‘Trainioad| news under the old order, but it! trainload of spuds was han-| won't be long until the old jokes died by Sullivan and in @ short time| about getting whisky in drug stores! he had built up @ fairaized fortune. | will be a historical myth in Seattle.” | — — =| Hot biscuits an! ham-an’alggs fo’ all hands.” Peter Strawn's temper had not im- | |proved. He was for cutting thru into the lazaretto at once, releasing | the second mate, and making a finish [fight of it. Fenwick was able to convince him, however, that even| of the cabin, and Peter Strawn, hold ing bis jaw in his hand, muttered thickly “There goes the second mate.” Another uproar on the deck, the door flew open, and the cook rolled down the stairs like a bale of cot ton. He still clutched the deck-mop with which he had galloped to joln/four of them were at a hopelens dix the cause of Cap'n Fenwick advantage in breaking out of the A few minutes later they heard] cabin so long aa the crew remained the noise of a winch. Either the en-| vigilant and well organized. gineer had been frightened into obe| “They are bound to get slack,” dience or Archie bad taken his place. | maid “They can't help it. I hope! ‘The altered motion of ‘the veenel told | you strete hed Gus cold, Peter, but if) Fenwick that she had been hauled) you didn’t I am sure he can't hokt| on the wind. Evidently they had de-| them together for 24 hours, If they cided to run away with her have to tack ship or we run into a Soon after sunrise the aftercabin | squall of wind, we'll boil out of ber| door was cautiously unfastened from|in a jifty, outside and a brawny sailor stood! pieces anf #ave the hardwood logs. | guard with a threefoot length of|1 wouldn't ask for a handier club.” iron pipe held ready to smash the} “What about the second fate, | first head that appeared while he| sir?” suggested Peter Strawn. shoved in a basket of breakfast and] 1¢ you try to chop thru the bulk-| shouted down the stairs head, they will know what you are) “Mawnin’, Cap'n! Hope you didn't) 4), to and put him tm a safe place hurt you’self las’ night. You don't} forard. Let him stay where he is to feed on no canned goods. until we can yank him out thru tho — a ee On deck the ten mutineers were beginning to realize that the free} and lawless Mfe was not all that fancy had painted. Gus was in command of the schooner, his man-| ner loud and truculent, an untidy bandage around his bend. The disciplined, unvarying routine of shipboard had been demolished | and they were incapable of fitting | it together again. ‘This was the! fatal flaw that was bound to thwart/ their plans. Gus might swagger on| the quarter-deck, but he was ignor. ant of navigation and some of the crew were more competent sailors | than he. If he gave an order, it was | argued, disputed, opposed. And he! |was not #o formidable as he imag: | |ined himself to be. (Continued in Our Next Issue) Sale by the Navy | of Gunboat 5 5 2 é| Housewife Knows We delight in serv- ing the particular housewife, for she is the one who will most appreciate the purity and whole- someness of our Milk. For purity, ideal service and richness, insist on sf? MILK EWIOTT 223 |. 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